On the mountain path of Xinglin Mountain, a small black dot is going slower and slower, he is about a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, wearing a small melon skin hat on his head, which is a tool to block the sun at noon in this winter, and the oncoming wind hits his cheeks, like a sharp knife, cutting his skin painfully. However, it doesn't matter, what is more chilling than the cold wind is the child's eyes, the black and white pair of eyes are full of stubbornness and persistence, if he wants to find that person, he must find it!

However, Xinglin Mountain, a small hill that is not too big, made him go back and forth a few times like a ghost and did not find a populated place, could it be that the news that the white butler told him was wrong? Could it be that this Apricot Forest Mountain is a barren mountain?

The fourth time he walked down the hill, Hua Shao was out of breath, although he could endure hardships, but after all, he was young and malnourished for a long time, and he barely completed the four searches with willpower, but the results were not satisfactory, there were only clumps of bare apricot trees on the mountain, and no traces of people were found.

The consequence of being distracted was that he fell into the mud, Hua Shao lay on the ground in annoyance, his chapped palm curled up and slammed it on the ground, "What the hell!" Killed Lao Tzu. ”

Taking advantage of this opportunity to lie on the horse, it can be regarded as a respite, Hua Shao turned over, panting with his belly upward, not only tired, but also unwilling.

Never mind? Bah! How can you just give up? If he doesn't find that worldly master, he won't be able to learn the world's magic skills, and he won't be able to protect Sister Ruoxi without the world's magic skills! After careful reasoning, Hua Shao suddenly came to his senses, got up from the ground with a bone, crossed his hands on his waist, and shouted at the empty Xinglin Mountain, "I will definitely find you!" ”

The fifth time he cheered up, Hua Shao suddenly heard a voice in his heart and said, "I dare to pull the emperor off the horse!" ”

Although the mountain road was not very steep, it was frosty in the early morning, so the ground was very slippery, and Hua Shao felt weaker and weaker the calf the more he walked, and before it could twitch, his person had already fallen first...... In this way, every climb in the back is extremely difficult for Hua Shao, it is simply ...... It should be described in four words: rolling and climbing.

At the top of the mountain, under the flat roof are several well-built blue-tiled houses, and in the courtyard in front of the court, there are more than a dozen young men and girls in white who are playing and playing, but soon after, they all ran behind the apricot tree and watched the little black dots on the mountainside rub forward little by little, and said to their companions with good eyesight, "Look, this person is so strange, every time he rolls down, but he still has to come up." ”

"Huh? Is this the perseverance that the master is talking about? Someone around echoed.

"Shall we go tell the master?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The teenagers ran to the door of the main house and said respectfully, "Master." ”

A nice male voice came from the room in the middle of the night, "What's the matter?" ”

"Someone has come to climb our mountain, and it's been a day."

"Oh. Ignore it, he will naturally go back when he has climbed enough. The master's voice was still so unemotional, the apprentices looked at each other, replied yes, bowed their heads and returned to the courtyard, why is their master's heart so cold? If this person continues like this, he will definitely die of exhaustion on the mountain. It seems that in their memory, the master has really been so cold and emotionless. Ah no, the master also has feelings, but his feelings are only towards one person, but unfortunately the person who can make the master laugh and make the master's eyes follow closely has already left, along with all the feelings of the master.

Their master, Shirakawa, is a mystery.

Since the little junior sister came down the mountain, Bai Chuan has set up Qimen Dunjia in a radius of more than ten miles from the front and back of the house, using the dense apricot forest as a cover, and laying down a cover door that ordinary people can't see at all, and anyone who walks in front of them will lose their way here.

"Damn! Is this what is called ghost hitting the wall? Hua Shao propped up his legs, half-hunched over on the top of the mountain gasping for air, his thin body couldn't withstand his lifeless toss, just wanted to raise his eyes to look in front of him, and Hua Shao, who was going to carefully observe the surroundings, suddenly blew a gust of cold wind in front of him, and Hua Shao, who was already unstable, let out an "ah" and fell down from the top of the mountain.

"Huh?"

"What a pity!"

"This man...... It's scary! ”

The apprentices watched behind the formation that this fateful young man failed again just one step away, and they all felt pity for him, and even began to hope that he would be able to discover this place smoothly, hoping that he would succeed. Then, waiting to see if the teenager would climb up again became the focus of the children's attention, and they began to bet and wait for him to appear again.

"Ahh Look, look, he's coming! With a child's exclamation, sure enough, the trembling little figure appeared in everyone's sight again, but ...... Before they could finish their words, the child was blown away by a strong wind, and their palms were cold.

"Huh?" The child with the organic spirit noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked back, it was ......

"Master?"

The children turned back one after another and saw the dusty and snow-white Shirakawa. They immediately understood what was going on with the few yin winds that were blowing towards the kid just now. Where is the mountain wind, it is clearly their master who made the ghost!

"Master?" The children were puzzled.

"There are already many people and little food on Xinglin Mountain, and if we add one more, we will drink the northwest wind." is obviously such an elegant and chic person who is like an immortal, shouldn't he have a fairy wind and bones, and the feeling of not eating fireworks in the world? It's hard to believe that he just said such a thing as a small market and a big philistine.

At this moment, the child who had just rolled off the cliff miraculously appeared in front of them, his face was covered with dirt or blades of grass, and his cheeks were also scratched by dead branches, oozing blood, but his eyes flashed with a terrifying light, like the ice and snow on this winter day, making everyone present feel cold to the bone.

Hua Shao's back was tied to a rope made of old rattan, one end was tied to his shoulder, and the other end was actually hung with an old tree with a crooked neck on the cliff. "It turns out that he relied on it to climb up so quickly." Shirakawa whispered.

The apprentices around him gave him a blank look, and said secretly, should this kid survive by relying on this old tree, okay? According to what he had just done, he would have rolled down the cliff and broken into a meatloaf.

"Huh?" Shirakawa sighed, but saw a corner of a silk handkerchief peeking out of the child's arms, probably because he had just struggled to climb up.

The white silk handkerchief can be seen to be the texture of silk, and the silver-white satin is shining in the dim evening, and it is already sunset, and it has been a whole day since the child arrived at Xinglin Mountain. However, what made Shirakawa care more was a small flower embroidered on the handkerchief, shaped like a coin, and the color was red.

Bloody!

This is the blood Yan who was canonized as the national flower in the Northern Underworld! They are mythical flowers that have the same meaning as the Manzhu Sawa that blooms on the banks of the Lethe River, and compared to the large and large groups of Manju Sawa that bloom in large groups, the blood flowers are synonymous with loneliness, they never survive in groups, and occasionally one or two bloom in the secluded places of the mountains, blooming their own unique beauty in no one's place.

There is such a rumor among the people that those who see the blood flower will be favored by the god of Huangquan and will die forever. However, these are just legends, the real blood Yan, he Bai Chuan has seen it.

More precisely, it should be said that in the year when the queen of the North Underworld gave birth to the little princess, the blood of the whole North Underworld was all opened overnight, and the emperor thought it was auspicious, so he gave the princess the name of the word "Yan". It's just that...... The royal family, who were busy rejoicing, did not realize that the child, who made all the flowers of death bloom overnight, was actually just a harbinger of the arrival of the Grim Reaper.

In the following five years, the capital of the Northern Underworld was destroyed overnight, and the fire burned down the imperial palace, displacing the people and killing and wounding countless people.

So, why does this blood with the breath of death appear in this small apricot forest mountain now? Is he going to witness the horror of the war again?

"Master?"

The apprentices had never seen the master look so out of shape, and his handsome face was filled with an indescribable melancholy, which made people feel sad at a glance.

Shirakawa lowered his eyes and shook his head, looking at the young man who was blocked by his invisible barrier, with a look of compassion in his eyes. The big hands slammed into each other, and the apricot trees that were blocking them seemed to have life, and they retreated left and right, and suddenly, there was a smooth road on the lifeless mountain road, and the apricot trees were on the side, even if there were no flowers on the fingers, but the black and bare branches made the road look very solemn.

Hua Shaochang breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, "Lao Tzu knows that there are strange things here, and I really said it." He raised his head and suddenly stared at the man in white who appeared on the crooked path, dumbfounded.

Oh my God, is this a real-life person? Isn't this an immortal that should only exist in the sky?

He was stunned, Bai Chuan had already walked in front of him, and with a movement of his fingers, the handkerchief in his arms reached his hand, "Where did you get this handkerchief from?" ”

Hua Shao frowned, "Give it back to me." ”

Shirakawa smiled gracefully, "You answer me." ”

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Hua Shao finally was still a young opponent of the old and spicy Bai Chuan, and turned his head awkwardly, "My sister gave it to me." ”

"What's your sister's name?"

"Why should I tell you?" Hua Shao's awkwardness began to make trouble again. His neck twisted, and he didn't even look at him. What, it's obviously a man, but he looks so demonic, more beautiful than a woman.

"Why did you go up to Xinglin Mountain?" Shirakawa asked again. Since this kid can find this place, there must be someone to guide him.

"Because I'm looking for someone." This time, Hua Shao answered honestly. The swarthy little face finally looked at Bai Chuan and answered the question, "I'm looking for someone named Bai Chuan, do you know him?" ”

Shirakawa smiled and nodded, pointing his finger at himself, "I am." ”

Although he vaguely felt that this was the case, Hua Shao was still startled, he didn't expect that the worldly master recommended to him by Butler Bai was actually a girly guy! Okay, okay, for the sake of Sister Ruoxi, I can bear it by recognizing a monster as a master!

"I want to worship you as a teacher."

Bai Chuan didn't look at him, turned around and left, if the little flower children in the world came to Xinglin Mountain to find him and worship him as a teacher, then wouldn't his Xinglin Mountain become a relief house and a refuge?

"Hey, don't go, I'm going to worship you as a teacher!" Hua Shaoyi grabbed the first living person he saw in one day, as if he was holding on to a life-saving straw, "I took a long time to come up to you, I didn't let you turn around and leave!" This sentence roared with great momentum.

Bai Chuan stopped, of course, according to his kung fu, he could shake his sleeves and throw him away, but he didn't, but stopped and said good-naturedly, "Answer my question just now, and I will take you as an apprentice." Who is your sister? ”

This was a simple question, Bai Chuan thought that this kid had abolished such a big Zhou Zhang just to worship him as a teacher, and a simple answer could already be regarded as a favor for him. It's just that to Bai Chuan's surprise, Hua Shao let go of the hand holding his pants and slowly stood up on the ground, "I won't tell your sister's name." With that, he began to rub his way down the mountain.

Is this going to give up? Bai Chuan stared at his weak back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Aren't you going to apprentice?"

Hua Shao didn't look back at him at all, and replied in his slightly hoarse voice, "I want to use my sister in exchange, and I won't agree." I won't betray her at any time. ”